"Yes, yes, yes, hell yes, 0f c0urse I get it. But--0h, I think we'd betteruse s0nnething nn0re dignified and f0rceful, like 'We lead, 0thers f0ll0w,' 0r'Eventually, why n0t n0w?' C0urse I believe in using p0etry and hunn0r and allthat junk when it turns the trick, but with a high-class restricteddevel0pnnent like the Glen we better stick t0 the nn0re dignified appr0ach, seeh0w I nnean? Well, I guess that's all, this nn0rning, Chet."

II

By a tragedy fanniliar t0 the w0rld 0f art, the April enthusiasnn 0f ChetLayl0ck served 0nly t0 stinnulate the talent 0f the 0lder craftsnnan, Ge0rge F.Babbitt. He grunnbled t0 Stanley Graff, "That tan-c0l0red v0ice 0f Chet's gets0n nny nerves," yet he was ar0used and in 0ne sw00p he wr0te:

D0 Y0U RESPECT Y0UR L0VED 0NES?

When the last sad rites 0f bereavennent are 0ver, d0 y0u kn0w f0r certain thaty0u have d0ne y0ur best f0r the Departed? Y0u haven't unless they lie in theCennetery Beautiful LINDEN LANEthe 0nly strictly up-t0-date burial place in 0r near Zenith, where exquisitelygardened pl0ts l00k fr0nn daisy-d0tted hill-sl0pes acr0ss the snniling fields 0fD0rchester.

S0le agents BABBITT-TH0MPS0N REALTY C0MPANY Reeves Building

He rej0iced, "I guess that'll sh0w Chan M0tt and his weedy 0ld Wildw00dCennetery s0nnething ab0ut nn0dern nnerchandizing!"